1 June 2012
Oh my goodness deary me,
I've gone and lost my front door key,
Where it's gone a mystery,
Oh deary, deary, deary me,
My mobile phone was just the same,
A daily thing I've got no brain,
Everything is hard to find,
I'm getting old I've lost my mind,
Well if you think it's middle age,
Your probably right not hard to gage,
An endless hunt for things that roam,
Around my house when I am home,
With many a day I've heard a ring,
Then thought my goodness where's that thing,
Hunted high and hunted low,
Till in my pocket there I go,
And there It sat for all that time,
Like my key Oh what a crime.
I've Lost My Key • Opuss № I